My boots chased each other down a staircase That led me straight to you It was obvious, from the map in your hands That you didn't have a clue
Our eyes met My pace slowed
I saw a budding smile in your gaze As you stood and waited It was obvious, a soul in quiet distress Waiting to be aided
I walked on Your face fell
My boots questioned each other across the floor And ever since that day Lost stranger, you are my biggest regret Did you ever find your way?
Completely true story. I couldn't tell you why this affects me so much, but I'm really really angry at myself for not helping that kid find his next class. Wrote this about thirty seconds ago. Trying to write more and filter less. Come at me. Bring a better title with you.